apparently I've been breaking some rules... (A Heroes Of Olympus Fanfic)

This is a book of random 'You just realized..'s I hope you enjoy!

Brandy O'Neill an emotional wreck of a eighteen year old, was kidnapped by a Mexican mobster at the age of sixteen. This is the story of her rescue and how she got dragged into yet another mob. Is there a possibility of finding love in this horrible reality? If she finds it is she still fixable? If not will her broken personality be too much for him to handle? Will it be any different this time? What side of the gun will she be on?

Random book :3 Hehe.

The old farm was quiet as it stood proudly in the light from the morning sun and the only thing you could hear was the singing of the birds and the whistle of the wind. But as the sun climbed up the sky the sound of the perpetrating village reached the farm and it's inhabitants. The old wooden cabin built a few yards away from the proudly grey farm covered four family members from the cold breeze of the spring. From the outside the only thing you could see was the calm and sleeping house, but the truth was far from it. The four members of the family was the two parents; Susan, who's grandmother was a spy for Galbatorix and burned the dark kings lies into her daughters mind, who in turn burned the lies into her daughters head. The father, George, was a man that hated the dragons and their riders as much as his wife and he loved his son and said wife with all he had. Then there was Brad, their 19-year-old son, who had taking the dislike for dragons and their riders so that he now loathed them and what they stood for. He loathed them as much as he loathed his 'sister'.  Then there was Jennifer, the 18-year-old girl, who was cheerful and always had a smile on her face, but behind closed doors she was a girl broken and abused to her breaking point by her so called family. So to say that the family who lived on the farm was a happy one was far from true and in the near future the village would get the knowledge of what exactly is happening on that farm and it would change said family all the way down to the bone. It would destroy lives and it would save others. The life of the daughter of the farm would change forever as the powerful dragon rider Eragon came back to the town he grew up in, the town that had only brought pain and agony to the young farm-girl. So follow Jennifer as she grows from an abused and tormented girl to one of the most respected females in all of Alagaësia. ---------------- This is an Inheritance Cycle(Eragon Books) fanfic

Teenage Posts

She is light. She is beauty. She is grace. She is spring at it's finest. She is Persephone. He is darkness. He is dangerous. He is mysterious. He is death. He is Hades. Hades is taken by Persephone's light and innocence. He does what any sane almighty god would do. He takes her away from everything she knows and introduces her to the darkest realm in the world. There he tells her that she will be married to him and rule over this dark place. But then what girl would just willingly go along with this? Let me tell you. Not one. Not me. Not you. Not Persephone. But can he change her mind and her heart? Or will it be too late for them both?--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I am Persephone. I'm the goddess of spring. My mother is Demeter and she'll get you if you don't let me go home right now" I told him smirking. "Oh really? Goddess of spring? I'm so scared." "You should be" I proudly proclaimed. "Do you want to know who I am?" "I asked you that like 5 times already!" "Actually you asked me once" "Whatever. Just tell me who you are." "I am Hades. I am the God of the underworld. I am the god all the riches from the underground. And I have chosen you to rule alongside me"

Hey, this is a series of Nico di Angelo's caring, loving, serious, sad, and funny moments. I do requests, and do ships too.

((this is only here bc of nostalgia lol)) Everything is in chaos. My favorite music is blasting from speakers. My thoughts are clouded with fandoms and writing ideas. Characters, O.C. and canon alike, are on a running around causing trouble as they go. And somewhere, in the depths of my mind, I am ranting. Welcome to the my mind.